you were in an orphanage for a few years now, you were used to being there. You didn’t want to leave.

one day, the workers tell you your getting adopted. You pack up and wait for the people to pick you up. You wait hours, only to get told, they bailed. You hang your head low.

you decide your going to run away the next day. The next morning, you awake in a big bed. Gojo had adopted you last night and took you home.

“Good mornin, what’s your name?”